You hear the sound of my belt being opening, my pants opening as I push your legs wide. You are naked, your ass is red, your hands are tied together a...d to the tree as you lean forward - you wonder which hole I am going to take and hope if I do your ass, at least I use lube but you know better than to say anything. You close your eyes, arch your ass back, feel your pussy throbbing in anticipation. Your head jerks back as I grab your hair with one hand- you feel my hot breath on your neck as I. That didn't happen either.Nope, instead you turned left instead of right because you answered your cell phone and got in an argument with the wife about what the 13 year old wants to wear. There's a horrendous accident on the backroad and ... what do you know ... you're the cause.Or ... you could be like me. To get from point A to point B, I usually take a ruler and draw a straight line between the two and chart a course driving on roads closest to the line. Only, the road on the map isn't. . I grin wickedly from ear to ear, already knowing the answer. Oh yes, you're wet, dripping wet but I'm gonna get you even wetter. I stand in the doorway before entering the bedroom and observe you. "Hello, darling, you look stunning, lying there waiting for your punishment.” And it’s true. Your shoulder length hair is lying unruly to one side as you lie there on your stomach. Your sleeveless blouse looks gorgeous, cut high above your waist and I can see little whispers of the tribal tattoo. I knew what she was saying, I had guessed right.Even though Sarah was wet she was still difficult to enter. I had to work hard to get right into her. By that time she was oohing and aahing in time with my stroke. Sally and she were still kissing. I waved Ronnie over and I starting kissing her as well. I slowed my stroke and reached down to push a couple of fingers into Ronnie. Sally had now moved under Sarah and was sucking on those perfectly formed tits.“Fuck it,” I thought, “Ronnie is too.